Brent wasn't bothered by the games Derrick sometimes played but lately things had been getting out of hand. Derrick had come home two months ago from his History in Lit class after reading about Marquis De Sade with the idea set in his mind for a little bit of different fun. It took Derrick another month to actually convince Brent to go along with him.
"Brent, look no harm just gonna tie you up for a bit." Soon changed to, "If you beg again you'll get another pop from the strap."
Now Brent likes a good, healthy spanking from time to time but when he has trouble sitting through a whole lecture in class the next day there might be a problem. Another catch-22 of Derrick's whole control game was Brent had been the bottom for a month now. A month's not long, right? Well it sure as hell seems long when Derrick is on him 2 or 3 times a day. One night after sex Brent had asked Derrick to let him top next time and all that resulted in was an answer from the strap. When Brent flat out refused to wear the vibrating, remote controlled butt plug that Derrick brought home, his only sexual release for a week was his own right hand.
"Jesus, Brent are you alright?" The short, brunette girl with the Nosferatu shirt asked her tall friend as he carefully sat in the chair next to her.
"Yep never better, Jeannie."
"Derrick?" Jeannie questioned.
"Oh, he's a pain in my ass as usual." Brent smiled pushing his shoulder length black hair away from his face.
"I know it's none of my business but I think it's about time you turn the tables on this little game of Derrick's. Give him some of his own medicine." She turned back to pay attention the lecture leaving Brent with his thoughts.
'I actually think she has the right idea. It's about time you let Derrick know how it's going to be from now on.'
*****
When Derrick came home that night he turned the overhead light on in the living room and found Brent sitting naked on the couch.
"Come here, Derrick." Brent smiled wickedly seeing the gleam in his lover's eyes as the blonde made his way to the couch.
"What have we got here?" Derrick purred straddling Brent's lap.
"We're gonna play my way tonight, got it? Now get down, I want you to suck my cock."
"Is that an order?" Derrick asked reaching between them to take hold of Brent's cock.
"Yes." Brent moaned as his lover continued to stroke him.
"Very well." Derrick smiled, kissed Brent quickly before moving to kneel between his legs. He slowly licked up and down his shaft before taking the head in his mouth, flicking his tongue and tasting his lover's precum.
Brent wove his fingers through the blonde's locks as Derrick lowered his mouth full on his cock then started bobbing his head slowly.
"Faster." Brent commanded, as he started raising his hips to meet Derrick's mouth. He moaned as he felt his lover's throat tighten around him.
"Yes, that's it. Oh, yes here it comes." Brent panted as he came, shooting his load down the other man's willing throat.
As Derrick released his cock and noisily licked his lips, Brent patted his head.
"Good boy, now get up we're not done yet. Strip."
